fall

Sweet at first taste, hard to restrain.

Sui Wen had been hanging out with Shi Qianyin until the sun came out, so he reluctantly stopped.

He lay on the bed, pulled the quilt for Shi Qianyin who was in a deep sleep, and looked at the other person's sleeping face contentedly, planning to keep watching like this forever.

But at some point, his eyes slowly closed, his thoughts gradually sank, and he sank into a dark dream...

In the dark dream, there is always a little light hanging in the distance.

Sui Wen stood in the dark for a while, and realized that he had fallen asleep and came to the passage between the present and the past.

The previous few times, Suwen was full of curiosity towards the light ahead, but this time, Suwen looked at the faint light ahead again, and thought it was the light of the lantern fish, which was lit to attract prey.

And I was that prey.

Sui Wen squatted on the ground, holding his head in his hands, and after a long time of mourning, he stood up and continued to move forward.

Extending the head is a knife, and shrinking the head is also a knife.

Anyway, he can't go out until the knife is cut off. In this case, it is better to let the knife fall earlier, so that he can go back early and continue to hug and drink...

Sui Wen tried his best to remain calm and walked towards the bright place ahead.

He was already prepared, and even if he got worse news as soon as he entered, such as his death is not long, he would just pretend he didn't hear it, since it was all in the past anyway.

But at the moment when the light faded, Sui Wen only had one feeling.

pain.

excruciating pain.

The severe pain made Sui Wen's eyes go blank, and he couldn't even see his surroundings clearly.

Without vision, hearing and senses are more acute.

He clearly heard the sound of cutting next to his ears, and at the same time felt that his chest was chilly, as if a heat stream was pouring out from his chest.

what happened……

Is this the day I die?

In the severe pain, Sui Wen's mind was blank and he was thinking wildly.

In the process of seeing each other, the pain is still the same, but the body's adaptability has gradually gotten used to it, and the gray spots in front of Su Wen's eyes began to recede, and Su Wen gradually saw the situation in front of him clearly.

He saw...his hand was pressing on his chest, sticking into his chest, a large amount of blood poured out from his chest, staining his hands red.

Then, there was a "click".

His hands protruded from his chest, along with a long, white rib.

long silence.

He heard his own voice, still very calm, no different from what he heard in the past.

"It won't be long before Qianyin will return to the clan."

"Last time he said he wanted a new knife..."

When the voice said this, it was even tainted with a little smile.

He looked at the ribs in his hand and said:

"It's you. Let's call you Xingying."